Thank you for Waiting, Mister Tang!

Qin Chen doesn't like to hug her to sleep, but it doesn't matter after falling asleep, so he often hugs her in the middle of the night.

But Lan Yu's hand went empty.

He frowned, opened his eyes and looked at the emptiness in the dark, and when he raised his hand, the light came on--

Qin Chen is not in the bedroom.

Lan Yu sat up and lifted the quilt, walking towards the hall with his upper body.

There was a subtle smell of smoke in the dark hall.

Although the window was open, the wind was very strong, blowing a lot, but Lan Yu still keenly felt it.

In the dim light, he saw Qin Chen standing in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, putting on a set of everyday clothes, smoking a cigarette by the window.

He can be sure that what Qin Chen said tonight is true or false.

She was upset because of what she found...

Lan Yu watched quietly, but Qin Chen had already spotted him.

She turned her head around, stared at him for a moment, swept the smoke off, and said quietly: "Wake you up?"

Lan Yu walked over: "I found out that you were not there, so come out."

He took the cigarette **** in her hand, "Why do you smoke it again? It's better for girls to smoke less."

He didn't object to her smoking because he knew that she was used to it over the years, and she was also very restrained at ordinary times.

But tonight--

Lan Yu looked at more than a dozen cigarette butts in the ashtray, which was enough to show how upset she was.

"If you have something on your mind, maybe you can share it with me." He said lightly, and took her to the sofa without turning on the light.

Sometimes, the dark night can relax people.

He put Qin Chen'an on his shoulder, kissed her on the cheek sideways, without pressing.

Qin Chen's world is not the same world as him, and unless Qin Chen is willing to speak, he cannot force her.

Qin Chen shook his head: "Maybe it's too tired."

She didn't see Lan Yu's somewhat lost eyes--

She was so upset that she still didn't say anything to him, indicating that she hadn't opened her heart to him yet.

Lan Yu sighed slightly, did not say anything, just hugged her.

She leaned in his arms, looking at the sky pale, she whispered, "It's another new day."

Lan Yu smiled: "Chenchen, like your name, you will have every new day."

He watched with her, the sun leaped...

In the next few days, although Qin Chen looked normal, Lan Yu could clearly feel her changes.

She didn't cling to people occasionally like before, she became like to play the piano, she became like to stand in front of the French windows, one station was all night.

Of course, her addiction to smoking seems to be getting bigger and bigger.

He still asks her to deliver meals at noon every day, lovingly bento.

Because she didn't have time to accompany him for lunch, she was very busy every day, except at night he couldn't see her.

Such a life made Lan Yu gradually become a little impetuous. In love, the most feared thing is his unclear heart.

He thought, maybe Qin Chen... didn't think about it, she regretted it now.

He likes her, loves her, and naturally hopes that she can be good and happy.

If she said she didn't think about it, he... can still give her some more time.

Lan Yu sat in the car, smoking a cigarette while looking at the hospital building in front of him.

His mother had taken a film here before, and he stopped by to get it.

It was 12 o'clock noon, but his boyfriend hesitated whether he should go upstairs to find her.

They meet every day and have **** every day, but apart from this, there seems to be no other communication.